"Your Majesty, Wang Sheng's general article expresses the meaning of loyalty to the emperor. Advising the people to die is to protect the national system and to encourage people to be kind. "W?w                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      �

"Mr. Wenshan should feel honored to say this. He wants to die but can be the first person in a century." Zhao Bing looked at 6 Xiufu and teased. But he also knew that his thinking had a social foundation. The self-religious study of the Song Dynasty was flourishing. Chinese culture attached great importance to the solar terms of literati and the chastity of women. After all, the few who can be consciously practiced were still a minority. Most people did not go to martyrdom, but advised others to make sacrifices for their noble moral values. This high-profile moral requirement existed before Wen Tianxiang, but Wang Yanwu so boldly proposed it directly, forming moral public opinion pressure on Wen Tianxiang was really an unprecedented one.

"Your Majesty, this article is praised by all the scholars of the world, and the literary ministers can also bear this reputation!" No matter how stupid Xiufu was, he could hear the ridicule in His Majesty's words, but he did not dare to refute it, and could only speak the matter with the people of the world. Of course, in fact, it was not his personal idea. As soon as this article was published, some people praised Wang Yanwu's sacrificial text "heroic emotions and exquisite language, and also a masterpiece in the sacrificial text". Some people think that it is "refined and solemn, magnificent, regular inconvenient, and strong in the sacrificial text". To be honest, it is indeed strong infectious, which promoted the wave of patriotism at this time, and at the same time reflected Wang Yanwu's tragic and passionate loyalty. The court officials also said that the court should vigorously praise and promote it, but His Majesty did not appreciate it, but said that his mind was wrong.

"I'm sick, I'm sick. I'm afraid it's going to be sick for a thousand years, and there's no hope in the Song Dynasty." Zhao Bing was not moved by his words at all. He sighed and stood up and shook his head.

"Your Majesty stayed, I was stupid, and I really didn't understand the meaning of it." Seeing that Your Majesty was about to leave, Xiufu was even more disappointed in his words, as if his words had instantly drained His Majesty's energy and spirit. He hurriedly stopped him.

"This article is full of sadness, inexplicable hatred and hostility, without any reflection or any excitement. At best, it is just a hymn of a resentful woman, and advises a hero like Mr. Wenshan to die to satisfy his morbid expectations. Such an article can also be praised by scholars all over the world. I really can't see the future!" Zhao Bing stopped and turned his face and said.

He also loved the tactful tone of Song Ci in his previous life, especially those famous patriotic works, but after careful consideration, he felt that something was missing. Now, he put himself in his shoes and realized that Song Ci was less passionate heroism, more sadness and hatred and helplessness, but it was actually a song of the weak, but not the sound of the strong, and it was more like an emotional product of low-end mental retardation. However, the sad voices continued throughout history and echoed for a long time, making the weaker and weaker, and the more the lament the more they sang, the more powerless the lament.

"Your Majesty... Although Wang Sheng's article is full of sorrow, it also expresses his unwillingness to serve the Yuan Dynasty and his nostalgia for our dynasty, which inspires the hearts and feelings of the scholars to our dynasty. Your Majesty denounced it as a sang of lament and has no intention of being upright. I really don't agree." After getting along these days, Liu Xiufu thought that he still knew Your Majesty very well. He was smart, independent, bold and meticulous. But today His Majesty's reaction to this article was so intense that he even compared it with the voice of the destruction of the country, which still made him extremely surprised, making it difficult to organize his words to defend himself.

"Isn't it? What else can people like them do besides showing off their writing skills and speaking? They have no power to tie up a chicken, nor have the organizational ability to echo the clouds. Although they are known as book friends and soulmates, everyone is doing their own things, like a dispersed sand, unwilling to cooperate, and they fly away when the disaster comes. They are just a group of giants in words and dwarfs in action. They are indeed the most helpless marginal cowards in actual behavioral abilities and energy. Their patriotism is just a beautiful gesture in the verses." Zhao Bing asked back with a sneer.

"Your Majesty, I still dare not completely agree with your words. Some of them... or those who say that they are not pragmatic, but not all of them. Some of them have broad ideas and loyalty and righteousness, but they may have hardships." Your Majesty's words were sharp and pointed at the key points. 6 Xiufu himself felt that his words were pale and powerless, and empty.

"Haha, maybe?! Maybe it's true. They know how to act cheaply under the guise of being loyal to the emperor and serving the country. They know that they should act deaf and dumb in appropriate places. But if someone tells the truth, they will slap them in the face. Because they understand that maintaining face is more important than pursuing the truth, morality is first, and expressing lyricism is more important than actual actions. They know that under the banner of not serving the Yuan Dynasty, they will have the salary of the court and can gain fame. However, the Mongolians regard them as famous scholars, such as ****, and will not give them a penny of those who are arrogant and low-key." Zhao Bing said with a dry laugh.

"These people have long learned to disguise, be miserable, be wronged, selfish, surrender, bribe, give in, be depressed, grievance, grievance, fight in the nest, and kill each other, but they are far away when the king and court are most difficult. But Mr. Wenshan is an alternative among them, a true hero who is loyal to the king and the country, so only his death can make them continue to sing patriotic high-profile. People do not know that a real hero died, another hypocritical hero was born, and in the end the dignity of scholars disappeared forever. What is the use of a scholar without dignity even if he slapped the railing and cried out?" After saying that, Zhao Bing picked up the "Classic of the Past" on the table and threw it into the brazier.

"Your Majesty..." 6 Xiufu screamed in surprise and wanted to reach out to get it, but the paper immediately lit up the flames and turned into blue smoke. His heart was like the flying paper ash flying in the hall, floating.

"I also know that the court is now fully supported by the sixth ministers and will support the building alone. However, there are also heroes who are short of breath. They only rely on commemorating the glorious military achievements of the past, lamenting the wasted years of time, hating and despising the strength of the enemy's barbarians, pitying the suffering of the remaining people, lamenting that there are no heroes at the time, making achievements and supporting the country will eventually be a dream and a fantasy!" Zhao Bing felt soft when he saw the 6th Xiufu's dazed look. This middle-aged man can be said to have exhausted his efforts for the country, but he was deeply hit by his words. But he knew that the only one who could control the situation in this critical moment was that he hoped that he could get out of the shackles and do something, instead of showing his ambitions by death... (To be continued.)
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